Drabble: Diary of a Chronic Secret Keeper - June 26th, 2009 (Part 177)
Title: Diary of a Chronic Secret Keeper - June 26th, 2009 (Part 177)
Author: dryler
Pairing: Jack/Gwen, Gwen/Rhys, Jack/Ianto... you know canon.
Summary: Gwen starts a blog as an outlet, because she really needs an outlet.
Part Rating: R
Timeline: I once read that Torchwood was set a couple years in the future, but I’m not sure if that’s true or not, so it’s set in 2009.
A/N: Inspired by reading the blog Belle de Jour: diary of a London call girl, although this is very different.
Other parts are here
June 26th, 2009
Well, there wasn’t an emergency.
I’m absolutely sure I left the bedroom today, but I can’t actually figure out when. I must’ve gone to the bathroom at some point.
I took at least four naps today and I’m still exhausted.
J has nice calves. I don’t know why, but I find them very attractive. I’ve never given much thought to people’s legs before.
Sometimes he does this thing where he pushes hair off my forehead and the tips of his fingers brush against the top of my ear. It makes me want to bite his nose, and I always laugh, because it’s just so fucking random, and now he thinks my ears are ticklish.
Sometimes during sex he mutters things in languages I don’t understand and I still blush, because I know it’s really dirty.
I think that’s the best my brain can do at the moment. I really need to sleep.
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Author: dryler
Pairing: Jack/Gwen, Gwen/Rhys, Jack/Ianto... you know canon.
Summary: Gwen starts a blog as an outlet, because she really needs an outlet.
Part Rating: R
Timeline: I once read that Torchwood was set a couple years in the future, but I’m not sure if that’s true or not, so it’s set in 2009.
A/N: Inspired by reading the blog Belle de Jour: diary of a London call girl, although this is very different.
Other parts are here
June 26th, 2009
Well, there wasn’t an emergency.
I’m absolutely sure I left the bedroom today, but I can’t actually figure out when. I must’ve gone to the bathroom at some point.
I took at least four naps today and I’m still exhausted.
J has nice calves. I don’t know why, but I find them very attractive. I’ve never given much thought to people’s legs before.
Sometimes he does this thing where he pushes hair off my forehead and the tips of his fingers brush against the top of my ear. It makes me want to bite his nose, and I always laugh, because it’s just so fucking random, and now he thinks my ears are ticklish.
Sometimes during sex he mutters things in languages I don’t understand and I still blush, because I know it’s really dirty.
I think that’s the best my brain can do at the moment. I really need to sleep.
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